A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

The King of Han rarely stays in the capital for a long time, and most young people have never seen him. At this moment, the King of Han is not very old. Standing there in a moon-white brocade robe, with a long body and a jade-like body, he looks elegant and prosperous. The young ladies all lowered their heads in shyness.

Even Yeats recognized the words and glanced at Pei Jingning quietly.

He smiled indifferently and said, "What the prince said is that Mr. Ye is catching the murderer." It means that you came and disturbed others' handling of the case.

King Han didn't seem to hear what Pei Ziqian meant about him. He walked over to the dead little boy with a look of sorrow on his face, but asked mercilessly, "Everyone has gathered here, has Master Ye found the murderer?" "

Yeats stood calmly in front of people, smiling.

Everyone looked at Yeats.

She walked slowly towards the group of young ladies aged nine to eleven or twelve, and asked as she walked, "In the past three years, there must have been several deaths of boys aged three or four among the noble families in Beijing!"

Everyone was surprised.

"Some fell into the water, some died of bloated stomachs, and some died of serious injuries after falling from the rockery. Everyone thought it was an accident, or not an accident. They also thought it was the result of a fight in the house that affected the child. no?"

Yeats stopped and looked at the crowd.

The Princess of Zhongshan County was the first to be unable to hold back and pointed at her tremblingly, "Is it difficult...could it be that the death of my eldest grandson was not an accident?"

"How old is he?"

"Four years old."

"When did it happen?"

"The year before...the year before..." Princess Zhongshan couldn't help but burst into tears, "My sweet grandson died of a distended belly. It was later found out that he had swallowed the little goldfish on his collar. I always thought he was just playing for fun. Could it be... ..." She didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The prince of Zhongshan County pulled his wife and stood in front of Yeats, "Quickly tell me, who is the murderer?" His face was so angry that he almost thought Yeats was the murderer.

Pei Jingning's face turned cold and he quickly walked to Yeats' side, Feng Tai looked powerful.

The Prince of Zhongshan County knew that he had lost his composure, but because he was a weakling when his legitimate grandson was killed, he still had a stern face, "Since he already knows the murderer, why didn't he tell him?"

Pei Jingning sneered: "I'm afraid that if Mr. Ye says it, some people won't be able to bear it."

The Prince of Zhongshan County felt guilty when he saw him, and he took a step back unconsciously: "..." What does this mean?
Pei Jingning glanced past him and looked at Yeats with encouraging eyes, meaning to boldly solve the case, I will do everything.

Yeats smiled at him and nodded slightly.

Yes, everything depends on her Sir Shaoqing.

Yeats secretly took a deep breath and did not respond to the words of the Zhongshan Prince and his wife. Instead, he looked at the crowd, "Almost all of these families whose children died have intersects with the Zhongshan Prefecture. It's not that there are red and white matters in the Zhongshan Prince's House, or It was the Prince of Zhongshan who was involved in someone's family affair, and during the intersection, the accidental death of a child occurred."

Everyone looked at the Zhongshan County Prince's home in horror.

Pingyang County Prince Zhao Wei, the one who lost the bet with Yeats in Yangzhou and didn't give him any money, suddenly jumped out like a tiger, "You said the murderer was a concubine from the Zhongshan County Prince's Palace?"

His son accidentally fell into the water and died last year. At that time, the family was holding an autumn banquet. He thought that the accident was caused by the poor care of the servants. After Yeats said this, he realized it later, and his heartache and grief suddenly came over him.

Yeats just let him stare without saying a word.

Silence is the default.

Mrs. Zhao Wei walked up to the young lady who was gathered like crazy, stretched out her hand and pulled out three concubines aged nine to eleven or twelve from the Zhongshan County Prince's Mansion, pointed at Yeats and asked, "Who is..." The three little ladies were staggered by the pull, and two of them were so frightened that they wiped away tears and murmured, "It's not me...it's not me..."

The oldest girl, after being pushed, quickly adjusted her body balance and stood up immediately. After standing, she straightened her clothes and looked calm as if she wasn't being watched by everyone.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the cold and indifferent little lady.

She was wearing a plain white long brocade dress that was a little too simple, and a Hunan-colored straight-embroidered coat. She was obviously a young lady of eleven or twelve years old, but she looked exhausted and bitter from the world.

Suddenly, the sky over the creek grassland became silent, and even the birds chirping in the wind disappeared.

Yeats walked up to the young lady, took her arm and raised it up, facing everyone, she asked: "Mrs. Zhao, she is the concubine of the Zhongshan County Prince's Palace, right?"

"Yes."

"Then the concubine in your family is like this too?"

He raised his arms and slid down his spring shirt, revealing a section of his arm that was covered with bruises. Looking closely at the fingers on the back of his hand, there were either holes punctured by needles or thorns on the fingernails.

These are hands that are not only working but also being abused.

They are all wealthy and aristocratic, and their family has not had a few troubles, but if such an incident leads to a murder case, it will be different.

The prince of Zhongshan County was so embarrassed that he turned around and scolded his old wife, "Why do you manage the house?"

In the crowd, Zhao Bai heard sneers, turned around, and walked out of the crowd when people weren't paying attention.

When the boy saw it, he quickly followed.

Green mountains, clear water, long sky and wilderness, and green grass. When spring is warm and flowers are blooming, everything is so beautiful.

Zhao Bai raised his head slightly and let the wind blow across his face. Ten years ago, he was no different from the concubine of Zhongshan County Prince's Palace!If you are not in the abyss, how can you understand the pain of climbing up in the dark corner.

He turned his head and looked at the crowded crowd in the distance. Through the wealth and wealth, he saw this little concubine...

Seeing that his master was still concerned about the case, the boy asked cautiously, "Sir, you said that the children in the previous cases were thought to have died accidentally. Why did she strangle them to death this time? What if she pushed them off the mountain like before? Come on, wouldn’t it just create the illusion of someone slipping and dying, so why do you have to expose yourself?”

Zhao Bai withdrew his gaze, gave the boy a rare smile, turned around and walked away without answering him.

The boy puffed his lips, really not understanding what these murderers were thinking.

In the crowd, the prince of Wuping County and the prince of Zhongshan County were already fighting. "You give me back my son. You damn useless thing. You can't even manage a back house. My poor son..."

In the past two years, several children from aristocratic families in Beijing have died. Most of them were healthy four-year-old boys, and they were all legitimate sons and grandsons of the Zhao clan. Therefore, there were rumors that the clan family was possessed by a demon. Damn, God is going to punish them.

Pei Jingning's eyebrows twitched and anger appeared on his face.

Teng Chong quickly asked the police and soldiers to pull the two princes away.

In the crowd, Princess Ning'an sighed with emotion and shook her head.

Prince Consort Pei asked her, "Why are you sighing?"

"I thought Yeats would try her best to find the sweat towel that strangled him, but she found another way and directly found the murderer." Princess Ning'an was not only curious, "Maoyuan, you said Yeats knew so much about the capital Did Zi Qian tell her the gossip?" (End of Chapter)